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Gift Rap

Be “blessed not stressed” yeah, that is the test, Just a little bit o rest, that is my quest, But the zest of the fest got me hard pressed, There’s a pest in my breast, cardiac arrest, My chest heavy like Mae West, I confess, I’m distressed and a little depressed, But I divest my unrest, priorities reassessed, I request a glassful of the best, kindred spirits coalesced, The fest repossessed with jest and all the best Peace.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 12/18/2013 3:55:00 PM
Love the "Est" rhyme going on in this one!!
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